The Exclusive Factor: The Real Leon Jackson

LEON Jackson can carry a tune as well as any department store lift. And by rights he is now a bona fide celebrity, adding his weight to the country’s celebrity mountain.

Right now Jackson is at the top of the pile, backside sat on Kerry Katona, one toe in Marc Bannerman’s eye, an elbow shoved in Anthea Turner’s folds.

These are the glory days. In time, Leon will pull on a fleece-lined anorak and scream “Hello, Bridlington, I love you. It’s great to be back for another summer”, meet Gordon Brown and try his hand at TV presenting on a Saturday morning cookery show.

For now though, Leon must do as all winners atop the celebrity heap do and tell us about Leon. “I’ve had bras thrown at me and the pants and it’s really flattering,” says Jackson.

And in the Mirror’s X Factor “EXCLUSIVE”: “But just now I need to focus on music…I don’t think I’m going to get distracted with a lady companion at the moment.”